Blake Mills
Moonbend
[Verse 1]
Carving his lung
Ribs fold like fabric
Moon sketch the line
Moon bend the knife

[Verse 2]
Shine the color
Cast him in violet
Curtain close my eyes
Take his light from mine

[Verse 3]
Holding his tongue
I read the classics
Burrowed in his spine
Now I'm learning Spanish

[Outro]
Take his light from mine
Take his light from mine